It should be known that I have the worst airport luck in all of existence.

On more than one occasion, I have been that woman running through the airport.

I have also been the pregnant woman running through the airport.

And today, I was the woman running through the airport and pushing a stroller.

In case you were wondering, it is impossible to look cool while running with a stroller. And the whole time I was running, I was worried that people would think that the reason I was in a hurry was lack of preparation instead of the REAL cause, which was a delayed connecting flight. So while I was running, I was trying really hard to look organized and serene, which was super hard.

Also, running goes against everything I stand for, so the whole situation was highly stressful.

And while I was running and sweating and trying to look serene and organized, I passed a fudge shop, a donut place, and a Starbucks, and didn’t have time to stop at any of them. It’s almost like how I envision Hell, minus the weird shoe shine chairs.

(aside — Someone please tell the people that having your shoes shined at the airport just looks gross. This isn’t a Charles Dickens novel)

I made these tarts right before I left for Austin. I spotted the recipe in my Serendipity Cookbook and knew it needed to happen. I LOVE lemon flavored anything, and a cool pie like this is perfect for Summer.

This can be made as a large pie in a 9×13 pan, but I made 6 smaller tarts because they are cuter, duh.

Make crust: In a medium bowl, stir together the graham cracker crumbs, cinnamon, and melted butter. Pat into the bottom and sides of a 9 inch pie pan or 5 mini tart pans. Refrigerate until pie filling is ready.

Make filling: In a heavy saucepan, whisk together sweetened condensed milk, egg yolks, and lemon juice until smooth. Cook over medium heat until very hot but NOT BOILING, stirring occasionally. Strain the filling through a sieve into the prepared shell. Refrigerate an hour or until set. Cover and chill another hour before serving.

These pies are so creamy and tart and easy to throw together. I hope you love them.

Enjoy and happy Monday!!

About Kristan

I’m a proud housewife with a son in the second grade and a sweet baby girl. Like most little boys, my son funny and cute but a little weird. Which only makes me love him more. And the baby? Well...I know she'll sleep eventually.
If I could, I would paint my life pink, sprinkle it with glitter, and give everyone a cupcake.

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Ha! I am with you with the whole running thing! If I am running you better start running too because that means that there is either something (like a bear!) chasing me or the place is on fire!! These look so heavenly~I will be making them SOON!

I totally hear you about the running through the airport! At Christmas when I went to visit my in-laws in Italy I had a layover in Germany. We were late coming in, of course, and with a baby in a stroller and a four year old on my back we ran and ran and ran. I swear it was like 5 miles. Ok maybe just a mile but seriously after a 9 hour flight and no sleep and jet lag It was CRAZY!!! but we made it! Love me some lemon!!

Tiny lemon pie? I’m in love. I also like how short the ingredient list is. I don’t think I’ve ever had to run through an airport before, but I have had to sleep in a lot of airports. Once when I was 18 I almost slept through my boarding. Oops.

I’ve never had to run through an airport before but I hate running for things like the bus or train. I would rather miss my bus! These lemon pies look super yum! I would probably make mini ones too – they are definitely cuter and I would feel less guilty eating more than 1 … ;)

Yeah, I’ve never known anyone to have such consistent bad luck in airports…
Also, who even shines their shoes anymore? Don’t people know that when shoes start to look old, maybe buy a new pair? That’s my motto.

These look SO delish! And simple too!!
Oh dear, I know how that airport thing goes. My dad told me once, after I ran and still missed my flight, to never ever be the person running in an airport. He told me to always walk and just take the next flight…he obviously doesn’t have qualms with being off schedule or sitting and staring at the people getting their shoes shined for hours (ditto on the feelings there). I don’t run…I speed walk. Which looks just as terrible. Oh well.

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